This story is a continuation of my previous post titled A Fresh Start. In order for these stories to make sense, you will need to read that one first.
Before I had moved out, I lived in that house for about 7 years. Within that time, a lot of strange things happened. Some events were scarier than others, but none stand out more than the EVP (electronic voice phenomenon) we caught on accident.
My younger brother and I had been really into watching Ghost Hunters on TV. We learned a lot of little 'tricks' to conduct a paranormal investigation without having fancy equipment. Now, before I get into the day we caught the voice, I want to explain why we decided to ghost hunt in the first place.
As I had mentioned in a previous post, my mom had a lot of furniture that was bought second hand. We used to go to thrift stores and antique stores to shop and she had found a complete bedroom set that she fell in love with and she actually had bought it while we lived in the apartments and then brought it over to the new house. Ever since she got it, strange things would happen in whatever room that furniture was in.
In our new house, it was no exception.
One morning, as my mom was starting out her day, she was brushing her hair. As she was doing so, she noticed me walk behind her and into her master bathroom from the reflection in the mirror. Obviously, she didn't think anything of it. I sometimes used her bathroom when our other one was being used. She continued on and then realized that I had never turned on the lights nor had I closed the bathroom door. She stopped what she was doing and walked over to the bathroom to ask me what the hell I was doing just standing there in the dark. There was no one there. She quickly walked over across the hall into my bedroom where I was still sound asleep. When she told me the story, she said whatever it was that she saw, looked exactly like me. Strangely enough, that wasn't the last time she saw what her and my dad thought was me. This happened a few years later but one morning as they were returning from their overnight job, they saw a woman come out from inside our house, walk right in front of their car and then disappear into the side of the house. They rushed inside only to find me sitting at the kitchen table eating cereal.
Naturally, after hearing this story my younger brother and I thought it was the perfect opportunity to conduct an EVP session. It was about 3pm when we walked into her bedroom. To record the audio, I was using my old Samsung flip phone. This was around 2008 or so, so smart phones weren't really a thing yet. We sat on the bed with both of our legs crossed and I remember that it brought me comfort seeing the sunlight coming in from the windows. We began by asking the typical question: "is there anyone here with us?".
We waited a few seconds to give it a chance to respond. While still recording, we asked it to give us a sign of it's presence. We had seen the guys on Ghost Hunters ask for the spirits to knock on things to let them know they were there, so that's exactly what we did.
"If there is anybody here, could you please knock 3 times to let us know that you can hear us?" I asked. It didn't take long for us to hear 3 little knocks coming from behind me. I didn't get scared, but I felt adrenaline rushing through me. I looked at my little brother and asked him to keep his hands and legs where I could see them to be absolutely sure that he wasn't messing with me. "If that was you, can you do it again? Louder this time." I demanded.
Another 3 knocks came. I thanked it and quickly stopped recording while we hurriedly walked across the hall and into my room to calm ourselves down.
"Dude, my heart is beating so fast right now!" I said to my brother. "Yeah, what the hell. Was that you? Because I swear that it wasn't me. You saw my feet and my hands, they were nowhere near the headboard." he replied. "No. You saw mine too. Maybe it was a coincidence, but that was weird as hell." I said trying to calm myself down. After about 10 minutes, I had began to relax. I honestly don't know what possessed us to want to continue the EVP session in my room, but we decided to try it out there. We had previously recorded home videos of crazy lights and orb-looking things floating and flying around my room in weird patterns, but I personally don't believe that orbs are definite proof of the paranormal so I really didn't expect what happened next.
Just as before, we sat down on my bed and made sure to close the door to eliminate outdoor sounds from ruining our audio. I remember exactly what I asked, in which order and my reaction to what we caught on audio. "Is there anyone here with us? If so, can you please tell me if you're a man, a woman or a child? How old are you? Did you die here?" I gave myself a few seconds in between each question to give it a chance to respond. I honestly didn't know what else to ask so we ended the session pretty quickly and decided to listen back to our recording.
I pulled out my headphones and tucked them into my ear and began to play back the recording. "Is there anyone here with us?" I heard myself asking. Silence. We hadn't received a response. I was a little disappointed but at the same time, I hadn't really anticipated capturing something on tape so I listened on. 'If so, can you please tell me if you're a man, a woman or a child?" among the static I heard a response. "..A Child.."
Guys.. it's really fucking hard to describe exactly what it sounded like. I've tried to describe it to my close friends over the years and no matter how much I try, words fail me. To this day, that remains the most terrifying and concrete evidence that I've ever captured or experienced in my life. The scariest part of it all was that it was extremely clear. It's what experts refer to as a 'Class A' EVP. There was no mistaking or denying what was captured. To top it off, it didn't sound like a kid. At all. The closest way to describe it is that it sounded like a very deep voiced 30-something man who was struggling to breath.
I stopped the recording and my heart felt like it was going to beat out of my chest. My brother looked at me nervously and asked "What? Did we catch something?" I passed the headphones over to him and said "Please tell me you hear it too.." I watched as he listened on. I knew the exact moment he heard it because he took off the headphones in a panic and ran out of the room screaming "Hell no!" I followed him out of the room terrified and ran over to my mom who was laying on the living room couch.
"Mom! I need you to hear something. We caught a voice on the cellphone! Tell me if you hear it and if you do, tell me what it says." I re-winded the audio and passed her the headphones. Keep in mind that my mom's first language isn't English, so she sometimes struggles a bit to understand certain words, but with this, it was clear as day, even to her.
"What..? I hear a man's voice." she said slightly confused. "A child? I'm pretty sure that's what it says. What the hell are you guys doing messing with things like that!?" she yelled back at us. "That's wrong! It's just like playing the Ouija board. You're opening doors you shouldn't be! You both need to stop and delete that immediately."
My brother and I explained what we did and told her we had just been messing around when we caught it. We never expected to hear anything. I didn't want to delete the audio because I wanted to have proof to show friends since I knew no one would believe me if I just told them, and honestly, I wouldn't blame them. I showed my older brother and my dad when he got home and everyone heard the same thing. My dad was also angry and he too suggested that we delete the audio immediately.
That night, I couldn't sleep. I begged my brother to stay in the room with me because I didn't want to be alone. He was scared too, but together we made it work. We ended up staying awake until the sun came up and we were finally able to sleep. For months I avoided going into my room even in broad daylight. Whenever I needed to grab clothes before a shower, I would run in there as fast as possible and made sure to close the door behind me. I slept in my brothers' room and sometimes even in my parents' room on the floor just to avoid being in my room with whatever the hell was in there.
Unfortunately, my parents eventually made me paranoid enough to convince me to delete the audio. I'm actually still angry with myself for doing that because I don't think I'll ever capture anything else like it. Plus, I now don't have the proof to back up this story and I really, really wish I did. We live and we learn, I guess.
After we captured that EVP, many other things began to happen in the house. We began to feel a heaviness in the air. Some of our family members even told us that they no longer felt comfortable coming over because they felt as if it was hard to breath. People that used to spend the night at our house no longer wanted to. It was strange.
One morning after all of those events took place, my parents invited some church friends over for breakfast. After a few hours, they all decided it was time to go. It was typical of them to hold a prayer before they left so they all got in a circle and held hands as they began to pray. All of a sudden, one of the women from the group starts speaking in tongues and starts crying hysterically. Some people actually opened their eyes to make sure she was okay because she certainly did no sound ok. After a few minutes, she seemed to return back to normal and the prayer ended. She looked up, with bloodshot eyes and said "There was something evil in this house. It's gone now. You can't let it get back in because it will be much harder to get it to leave." My parents grew quiet. Keep in mind that we at no point had told her, or anyone else about any of what had happened in the house.
She advised us to keep our bible opened to a certain verse, which I of course forgot. She also said that we should try to play worship music throughout the house as frequently as possible. Whatever entity was there, clearly did not like it. Anytime my mom would start playing worship music, the radio would malfunction and the music would shut off. We initially thought it was due to old CD's but we replaced them and the same thing would happen even when we used a different radio.
Eventually, the activity in the house slowed down. We still heard things here and there but it wasn't as frequent as before; mostly things in the kitchen like silverware being dropped into the sink or something similar. Currently, we live in a different house. My parents actually still own their home but are renting it out and they came to live with me. We haven't heard about any activity from the renters, which I guess is a good thing but after my family moved into my house, weird things started happening here too. I do plan on writing one more story regarding this and I actually have a personal photo I'd like to share. It's pretty creepy.
I have my own theories on it, but I'm beginning to think that something may be following us.
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